The doctor in the black market had good skills but a poor character.
He often did bad things and never cared about anything that was harmful to nature.
In his words, if he had this skill, then God would reward him with food.
To hire a doctor from the black market, the first condition is that you have money, and the second is that the matter is not something that can be seen in public.
The biggest reason why An Qing came to him was that he did not need any observation period or any laboratory tests.
Because in the view of the black market doctor, those who dare to do surgery, if they have any disease, are not seeking death for themselves, or paying a high price to seek death, so he always feels that the people who come to him are not that stupid. of Although there is nothing wrong with this idea from a mental point of view, there is an An Qing who secretly wants to take revenge on Nancheng.
Nancheng himself didn't know at all that he had been infected with the disease after being retaliated against before.
Since there was no attack, he just regarded himself as a normal person, so he had no doubts.
An Qing asked Nancheng to do it first on the grounds that he wanted to see the doctor's skills.
Anqing even said this to the doctor in front of Nancheng: "See, just this, transform me into a woman.
Pretty woman, after you finish doing it for him, I’ll take a look at your craftsmanship and then do it again.”
The black market doctor shrugged and said with a smile: "Okay, but if you do it again later, I will charge 10% more for the surgery."
"That's no problem.
All I have left to live now is money."
An Qing nodded and agreed to the black market doctor's request without even hesitating.
The operating room was prepared by the black market doctor himself.
Because he often did this kind of work, he liked a place he was familiar with.
In order for An Qing to witness his skills, the black market doctor even asked An Qing to watch outside the isolated glass.
"An Qing, let me ask you if this doctor is reliable.
If he doesn't succeed, I really won't have a chance to pay you back."
Although Nancheng said well before, he wants a body that can make money in the future, but he really wants to go to the doctor.
On the operating table, he was still a little scared.
He looked at An Qing longingly and said.
"Don't worry, for my money, I won't let you do anything bad.
Even though I have a lot of money, it's not just for people like you."
An Qing curled his lips and said coldly. said.
Although An Qing's attitude was not very good, Nancheng felt surprisingly reassured, because in Nancheng's heart, An Qing's behavior was normal.
An Qing, who watched the whole operation outside the operating room, had to admit that the black market doctor's skills were extremely good.
The gender change and plastic surgery in Nancheng only took twelve hours. .
After the operation, the black market doctor was also very tired.
He asked Nancheng to be pushed out, and then he took off his gloves little by little.
Unexpectedly, before he finished taking off his gloves, a bottle filled with rinse saline suddenly exploded and slipped instantly.
The skin on his face was broken, and he subconsciously wiped it, but the blood on his gloves stained the wound on his face.
An Qing watched quietly, then slowly lowered her flexed fingers, showing a surprised expression, and asked, "What's going on?
You scared me."
When something like this happened in his own operating room, the black market doctor couldn't say anything.
He just took off his gloves with some embarrassment, and then repeatedly wiped the wounds on his face with various disinfectants.
"After the operation is done, I won't bother you anymore.
I'll take him back to care for him the next day.
When I see the effect, I'll come to you."
Seeing that the black market doctor didn't want to say anything, An Qing smiled.
He walked away understandingly. tgt ttrgt: